|One of the stalls in the French Market|
On the day in question, I had already eaten lunch by the time he arrived, but I was excited to go along because of this:
|Oops, I just salivated on my keyboard!|
Where you can get this:
|Pastries . . .|
|And more pastries . . .|
I love the macarons at Vanille, and was disappointed that so few remained by the time we got there. These were orange with chocolate filling, and were OK, but not nearly as good as the almond or pistachio ones I usually get. My friend had a pear and almond tarte, which was really wonderful. I have a rather unflattering photo of him scarfing it down, but I'll spare his pride by not sharing it!
If you find yourself in Chicago and in need of a fun little excursion, I'd say make your way over to the French Market! Amusez-vous!